Royal Rogue: British Bad Boy Romance by D.G. Whiskey

Author:D.G. Whiskey [Whiskey, D.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-01T22:00:00+00:00

5

~ Leah ~

I didn’t look at the table. I didn’t want to see whether Chris had sunk the eight ball; the game had gotten too real. It had been a flirty, fun, outrageous game up to this point, but if he sank the ball then I had to go back to his place. When he took his shot, I kept watching his face.

There was no change.

He looked into my eyes and winked.

I whirled. The eight ball was nowhere to be seen.

“No…” Even though I knew going in he was a little better than me, I hadn’t planned on losing the game. I’d barely even said yes to his bet, but as much as I was the good girl, I couldn’t resist the way he looked at me.

He was bad for me, and a part of me loved it.

“Shall we?” Chris asked, holding his hand out for mine.

I wavered. I wanted to bolt, run away, find Tyra and the others and get out of there. He didn’t really expect me to follow through on my end of the bargain, did he?

It was only for a dance at his place, Leah.

Yeah, right. As if it wouldn’t lead to more with all the flirting during the game.

But I also wanted this. Chris was hot. Not in the way Tyra's target earlier had been, but in a much more visceral sense. The tattoos, the muscles, the realness of him. He had gotten me hot and turned on with a skillful slow build, and I needed to see it through.

I took his hand.

Leaving the bar was a blur. My friends had disappeared.

The worst thing about going was leaving behind the music that had been an integral part of the experience. I’d been dancing and moving constantly, and it felt wrong to have nothing to sway to.

It also let me regain some of my senses.

“Chris,” I said, intending to tell him that maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

I didn’t have a chance. He pushed me back against a brick wall just outside the bar and buried his hand in my hair, pulling us together but stopping just short of kissing me.

A flush swept through my body and my knees grew weak. If he hadn’t pinned me there, I wouldn’t have been able to keep on my feet.

I moaned and closed the gap between our lips, capturing and tasting him for the first time. With urgent hands I pulled him against me, the pressure of his body on mine adding to the sensations that threatened to overwhelm me.

His hand in my hair tightened and pulled my head to the side, exposing my neck to his hungry mouth. My blood pumped fast and hot underneath his lips.

“Chris, stop.” I gasped. “We need to make it back to your place.”

My body had decided for me, and my mind wasn’t able to come up with good enough arguments to deny it.

He groaned agreement but crushed his lips against mine once more before pulling away.

“I don’t live far,” he said.

The walk

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